Darrow, she did recognise that. When she was not quite so tired, she supposed she would remember why. And Miss Fisk rang a bell, too. “Rosamund Bones,” she added kindly, watching Zelda Fisk’s face. The turmoil of emotions on it were not especially hard to read.
And of course she asked about the curse. Rommy only wished she could give her better news; but the truth was, these Pictish relics were like nothing they had seen before, and not all of their patients had been straightforward to treat. “It’s - difficult, with an unknown curse like this one.” And unstable, she imagined. “I was able to shrink it well enough, the reaction it had in his body today, which will reduce the effect of it. But if there’s still a grain of it - a root - fixed somewhere in him, I’m not sure we’ll be able to remove it in the same way, not entirely. Curses like these are hard to... kill off completely. Which means - that there would always be the chance of it reactivating.” She took a breath, trying to come up with some solution to a problem she hadn’t looked at nearly long enough. “Someone might know, though. I’ll keep looking.”
And of course she asked about the curse. Rommy only wished she could give her better news; but the truth was, these Pictish relics were like nothing they had seen before, and not all of their patients had been straightforward to treat. “It’s - difficult, with an unknown curse like this one.” And unstable, she imagined. “I was able to shrink it well enough, the reaction it had in his body today, which will reduce the effect of it. But if there’s still a grain of it - a root - fixed somewhere in him, I’m not sure we’ll be able to remove it in the same way, not entirely. Curses like these are hard to... kill off completely. Which means - that there would always be the chance of it reactivating.” She took a breath, trying to come up with some solution to a problem she hadn’t looked at nearly long enough. “Someone might know, though. I’ll keep looking.”
